Indiana

October 24, 2010

though at the end of the drive
the baby screamed in the back seat
until her parent’s ears grew callouses,
when she found the arms
of her great, great aunt
she rested like a doll
eyes wide open,
cheeks dimpled with a grin
because though they’ve just met
tiny Mira understands
deep in her bones
that Aunt Liz is magic